I left my ::beading:: heart in San Francisco

They say that you don't know a good thing until it's gone. I can second this saying indefinitely after my weekend in San Francisco. I lived in Berkeley for 3 years (thank you, grad school) and moved from there to LA less than a year ago. I loved San Francisco when I lived there, though was looking forward to moving away to La La Land and away from all the drama that had become my surrounding in SF (isn't that always the case when you are sick of exams and writing papers?). When people ask me if I miss The Bay at all, usually the only things I can list on my "Miss You" list are the stores there (LA's shopping culture is less condensed and quite spread out. LA's Chinatown, for example, is pretty much for local Asians or for tourists who are in the market for faux purses and shoes. In terms of jewelry, I have observed, LA is of a buying culture, as apposed to a making culture. LA's crazy busy highways and lack of stellar public transportation also make it hard to shop - I also miss San Francisco's excellent subway system in which one can easily get to wholesale stores without having to worry about parking or traffic jams!). I especially loved Chinatown when I lived in SF, and frequented it as often as I could for both it's shopping and Chinese language resources (bargaining with the Chinese ladies in Mandarin Chinese is a great way to practice the language outside of the classroom!). I also made a point to always bring my out-of-town guests to Chinatown to both show them this mini-nation within SF's city limits, but also for all the great and cheap souvenirs available with it's crowded, smelly streets. I have always loved Chinatown and felt that, by the time I moved, I knew it better than the average San Franciscan. What I did not know, however, was that San Francisco is TOPS in jewelry supplies wholesale. Don't get me wrong, I always knew there were plenty of jewelry stores that sold beads, jade, gold, etc in Chinatown - I frequented them often and even bought all my wedding jewelry supplies (pearls and findings) in Chinatown. But now that I am actually in the market for such supplies, go figure, I live in LA, which is supposed to be a fashion capital but has NOTHING in terms of jewelry supplies (I met a jewelry designer at an art show here in LA who says that she GOES to Texas to get her supplies. Why has Texas figured this out but not LA?). That said, I truly saw Chinatown with new eyes this weekend. In fact, I saw the whole city with new eyes. I saw things I never noticed before and had such a great time getting around carelessly, without a map and without a prerogative other than taking pictures and finding beads. I returned to LA reporting to my husband that I fell in love with San Francisco all over again -- THOUGH I would never really care to live there as I find its value most potent when experienced in small doses. I love it more now than I did when I could see it's skyscrapers on the other side of the Bay from my window. My friend from grad school, Erin, was kind enough to join me on my crazy and at times quite intense adventure around Chinatown and Berkeley for the best beads we could find - I was a woman on a mission! I visited half a dozen stores within a few hours and walked away with SUCH treasures! I don't want to post pictures of the supplies yet as I want the new items to be a total surprise, but in the meantime you can read the reviews I have written for some of the stores I visited: Lawrence Trading Company, Hoang Jewelry #2, Baubles and Beads, and Scrapbook Territory (a great source for charms - and I used to work here!).

(picture is of Lawrence Trading Company in Chinatown).

Meanwhile, I got to hand deliver a commissioned necklace to my pal Erin while in Berkeley. Erin was in Costa Rica a few months ago and came home with dozens of rad shell beads and figured I could make a few necklaces out of them. I not only made several of starfish necklaces that sold out with a few days of listing, but I also made Erin this fun and abstract necklace:

(Erin took the above photo while in Costa Rica - inspiring or what?!)

And an addendum from last Thursday's post: Chrissy asked me if I had seen Top Chef Masters and if it was brightening up my otherwise reality TV-less Wednesdays. I did watch the first episode and was left feeling "ma ma hu hu" (Chinese for so-so - there is your Chinese lesson for the day!). I will surely give it a few more go's before making a final verdict. Either way, So You Think You Can Dance is up and running, making my Wednesday night routine of making jewelry in front of the tube better (much to my ESPN-loving husband's dismay!). Also, Chroma Lab reminded me that "Bemz and Marimekko have teamed up to offer slipcovers in a range of their fabrics."

H O L Y     M O T H E R   O F    P E A R L.

Watch out, Mr. Wallet. Things might get tight. And, in the spirit of saving the best for last, it seems that Chinatown read my last blog entry. Seriously? No words!

Andy Warhol = <3

A little background: my parents are in town visiting for a month. They drove from Kentucky to Los Angeles to both explore the area and visit the Hubs and myself, see our places of work, our house, etc. My mom likes to think that she gave me her "designer jeans" since she herself is an interior designer and quite the painter/illustrator (my brother also went to art school and is in the film field). That said, yesterday I went home all excited about discovering the name of my beloved fabric (see yesterday's post). I showed my mom my new blog entry and, before I told her the story behind it, she said, "Oh, yeah, that's Marimekko." Turns out she knew it all along. Arugh. Anyway, Mom had a gift waiting for me from her recent trip to the Getty: an Andy Warhol book! You can imagine my excitement, especially since I, as stated yesterday, LOVE big and bold, and REALLY, really love modern and pop art. The book was laying next to a pair of earrings I recently made. My mom and I did a double take when we noticed them next to each other - they went together PERFECTLY! Needless to say, I got a little carried away with the idea of combining pictures in the book with some of my new jewelry items :) Come to think of it, I am pretty sure I have enough Andy Warhol prints, dishes, bags, postcards, etc. to exclusively photograph all my future jewelry on top of Warhol art. I am sure the copyright police wouldn't mind ;) Click on the image to see the corresponding Etsy listing.

My, Liz, what beautiful earrings you have! Liz, 1963

Flowers, © AWF, 1963

Elvis © Andy Warhol, 1963 Daily News, © Andy Warhol, circa 1967 Flowers, © Andy Warhol, 1970 Gee, Merrie Shoes, © Andy Warhol, 1956-57

Flowers, © Andy Warhol, 1970

Whew! On top of that, I had some fun with color today and made an Etsy "poster sketch" around my new Lime and Cherry red Turquoise, Cinnabar, and wood necklace (click here to make your own Etsy collage - this is how treasuries are made, my friends). I love these colors! Can you play Where's Waldo and find my item? I not only made the necklace and the poster in these colors, but have these colors all over my house, too (call me OCD, I'm fine with that!). I never used to care for red and green, but, like your taste buds, visual tastes develop over time! (These roses and Pods were my Christmas centerpiece!) And speaking of taste, ArtGrants has it - she included me in one of her latest treasuries! Thanks, Bari!

(Eye-Spy Bead Up's Chinese Coin earrings!)

I am headed to my alma matter in Berkeley and San Francisco this weekend. Sure, I am going there technically for a conference, but REALLY I am going to do some M A D S H O P P I N G in Chinatown's "going out of business" jewelry stores (they seem to all be going out of business, all the time). Alas, I didn't know the great resource I had in these stores when I lived in Berkeley. We are talking pearls, findings, crystals, beads, etc. Watch out, Chinese ladies, here comes a white Chinese-speaking super shopper! Can't wait to see what kind of things I buy and subsequently create!

(Me and the monkeys at the entrance to Chinatown on Grant Street. Silly, San Francisco).